For most people, the weather on the day of discharge was not considered good.
The sky was gray and drizzling with a fine spring rain.
The rain, like silk, was light and delicate, without the pitter-patter sound but more like a mist, enveloping the vast city in a haze.
Shen Fangxing liked rain, for too many reasons she couldn't describe.
But at this moment, standing at the hospital entrance, she looked at the tall and slender figure holding an umbrella in the misty rain, and in her heart, another clear reason emerged.
The continuous drizzle fell on the sleek and elegant car body, making the black car appear deep and noble in the mist.
Bo Jingchuan stood by the car with the umbrella, his posture indifferent. With his tall and noble figure, one could discern his perfect and elegant facial features even from a distance.
The innate aura of nobility extended into a cold and aloof arrogance, exuding immense pressure invisibly.
"Miss Shen, your umbrella."
Yu Song respectfully handed her the umbrella. Shen Fangxing came back to her senses and reached out to take it.
She lifted her foot, held the umbrella, and slowly melted into the rain and mist.
Bo Jingchuan, in his exquisite handcrafted suit, had not a single wrinkle. His dark eyes deeply followed the woman walking slowly toward him in the mist, and a faint warmth curved his thin lips.
Standing before him, Shen Fangxing looked up at the tall man in front of her.
"You didn't have to come. I know you're busy."
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"Nothing is more important than you."
His deep and alluring voice spread slowly in the rain and mist.
Shen Fangxing's clear eyes flickered slightly, and she eventually turned her head away.
Her hand holding the umbrella tightened, unable to conceal her confusion and embarrassment.
Has he really never pursued a woman before?
His expertise in flirtation and sweet words seemed to come naturally.
Bo Jingchuan noticed her embarrassment, and a rare smile appeared on his handsome face.
He stepped aside, opened the car door himself, and looked at Shen Fangxing. "Get in the car."
Shen Fangxing didn't refuse. Since she was already here, refusing would seem too affected.
Beside her, Yu Song hurriedly took the umbrella from her hand and watched as she bent down to enter the car.
Bo Jingchuan got into the car from the other side.
Yu Song quickly collected several umbrellas and got into the car, fastening his seatbelt. Then he asked through the rearview mirror, "Miss Shen, where are you going now?"
Mr. Bo had never allowed him to investigate her, so apart from rumors, he knew nothing about Miss Shen.
"Bibo Apartments."
"Understood."
Yu Song responded, and the car started moving.
The car was quiet for a while. Since getting in the car, Shen Fangxing had been leaning her head against the window, looking at the city wrapped in rain through the mist.
"Do you like this city, or do you like the rain?"
Bo Jingchuan turned his head, his expression calm as he looked at her.
"The rain."
Perhaps feeling that a one-word answer was too indifferent, she added, "It's a city full of dirt. Is there any reason to like it?"
Bo Jingchuan chuckled. "You're tarring everyone with the same brush."
Shen Fangxing's face tightened. She realized she was being emotional.
She couldn't deny a whole city just because she disliked the Shen family.
She kept quiet, and Bo Jingchuan didn't speak either.
The car drove smoothly to the foot of Bibo Apartments where Shen Fangxing lived.
Bo Jingchuan seemed not to intend to get out of the car.
"Thank you for today."
As Shen Fangxing spoke, she turned to open the car door. Yu Song was already outside holding an umbrella, waiting.
"Why not see this rain as a new beginning?"
Shen Fangxing paused, turning to look at the man who spoke.
Bo Jingchuan turned to smile at her.
"A fresh start. Your past, I'll take over. Your future, I'll bear."
Shen Fangxing's heart skipped a beat!
But there's no such good thing in the world, is there?
Moreover, he seemed too good to be a capitalist's concern.
She frowned in confusion. "What do you want?"
"I want you."